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Nicholas had never thought that a man with such high social status like Zephyr would have such an
ordinary side to him.
One of the account entries was probably wrong, as Cordelia talked to Zephyr with a stern expression.
The latter, more than six feet in height, hung his head like an elementary school kid who had done
something wrong.
The scene astonished Nicholas.
Zephyr was just a homey husband when he was with Cordelia. He was scared of his wife, would get
nagged by his wife, and had to give her the money he earned—like millions of men in the world, he did
not have much say in the household.
He did not long for the spot which tens of thousands looked up upon him in the past, but he was happy
with days that he had to bow down to his wife.
Shocked, Nicholas tightened his fists. He went closer. The cafe’s door was opened, and the husband
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand wife’s conversation could be heard clearly.
“Darling, just listen to me. The price should be adjusted lower!”
“But we’re selling good stuff. We can’t lower our own value.”
“We’re not making a loss. We’re just selling them at a slightly lower price than usual. We’d sell more
and make a faster turnover!” Cordelia insisted, “Like these desserts that aren’t sold on the day, we can
sell them at a discount at night. It’s better than keeping them until the next day, in which case they
won’t be fresh anymore!”
Zephyr looked at her dotingly with a smile. Would he not know these business rules when he had spent
his time growing up in the Hamertons?
It was just that Cordelia had to go to work in the office and take care of the cafe. She woke up early
and slept late to prepare the desserts and grind coffee. He did not want her effort to be sold at a
discounted price. He would rather eat them himself than for the outsiders to take this advantage!
“It’s fine if we can’t sell them,” he said softly. “I’m in the shop. I’ll—”
“You’ll what?” Cordelia knocked his head with her pen. “Honey, we’re managing a business here! We’ll
close down with how you’re eating everything!”
Zephyr grinned.
He used to hate sweet things in the past. Cordelia had wanted to buy him a cup of milk tea when they
had just gotten married, and he had refused it with a scowl. Now, however, he loved all things sweet
like his life depended on it. It was not just sweet desserts. His sweet little wife, too, was his life.
Helpless, Cordelia poked his stomach and looked at him playfully. out on training recently?”
“Have I gotten fat?” Zephyr jumped.
Cordelia giggled. “I think you’re getting a tummy!”
Zephyr rubbed his stomach and looked at her. “Darling… if I actually get fat in middle age, will you stop
liking me?”
“Hmm, I don’t know either,” she teased. “We’ll see when you’re in middle age! If you really look worse, I
think I’ll supervise you to cut down! Not so to look better but for your health!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZephyr paused and felt a surge of warmth course through him.
He said seriously, “Ms. Cordelia, if I do get fat, you’re the one who fed me to the size. You’ve got to
take responsibility!”
“You…” Cordelia did not know whether to laugh or wince. Ultimately, she threw herself into his
embrace.
She secretly stroked his stomach. It was actually still muscled. His abs were still like a washboard, and
his lines were distinct.
Cordelia blushed and giggled to herself. It was then she saw a shadow flashing past the front.
Zephyr noticed it too and was on his guard, only to see Nicholas slowly walk in. He scowled.
“Hah, am I not welcomed?” Nicholas smiled, sat casually, and glanced at the menu. “Give me an
afternoon tea set. Coffee, no sugar.”
Cordelia stood rooted while Zephyr tucked her behind him. He took a step forward and looked at the
man coldly. “Nicholas, what do you want?”
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